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There are eight million stories in the naked city, choose one... |
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Yo, it's time for a change, yo |
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All our babies is dyin from |
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AIDS Children are in the hospital cuz their moms beat them in broad day on the streets |
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We got to change y'all |
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That's how it's goin for you so here it goes, c'mon now [Chorus x4: Buddha Monk] |
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Life's a scheme, it's all about the cream |
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Gotta get over life and fulfill ya dreams [Buddha Monk] |
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I grew up on the streets, where shit was somethin terrible |
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Drug dealers, gun slingers and ****in rebels |
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They was out to get knees to feed seeds |
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Takin mad g's, killin their own breed |
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Heartless to this game to get a gold chain |
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Never thinkin who they killed, skin was the same |
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It's too lazy to realize what you've done |
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Here lays the brother's dead victim's son |
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Things break out and kids start fallin |
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When yo' kid is shot, these three |
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Gods will start callin |
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You lost your foes and you lost your soul |
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So ya hide up in ya house cuz ya thinkin it's the gold |
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Ah, now it's too late, they see you down that block |
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Aimin at that head with two nines, never glocks |
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So take up and take heed my friend because now is the time, your life will now end cuz... [Chorus x4] [Buddha Monk] |
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As I stand on the corners with my friends, drinkin gin |
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Waitin for another nigga to commit a sin |
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Ah, there he goes, just walkin down the block |
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Thinkin that he's hot cuz his glock rock knots |
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Sprayin up shit cuz he thinks he's the man |
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Robbin and stealin from the niggaz in his |
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Clan He's trife, when he ignite, he socks light he put seven of my friends in the past life |
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Yo, I'm tired of the shit that he's done |
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Let me call the |
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Gods and get the gitchy gun (Blaow! Blaow Blaow! Blaow!) |
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Light chunks spray all over the place (AHHHH!) |
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I seen the brother's face, put gun to his face [Chorus x4] [Buddha Monk] |
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Yo, next on the menu, from here we continue |
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A fifteen year old girl who wants to feed a ****in kin too |
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She had big tits, long dress with slits and every nigga on the block just wanted to dip |
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But what they caught was bad ways and bad decisions |
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That was one thing that the bitch forgot to mention |
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Late in the hall, sex on the wall |
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She's havin mad fun, you catchin clams on ya balls |
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It doesn't matter to this type of trick cuz she knew she burnt niggaz, had a gun with two clips |
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She laid and prayed cuz the rent wasn't paid |
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Till finally, one day the bitch caught the germ |
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AIDS Now she feels that she shouldn't have done it |
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To my ****in niggaz, please weight ya ****in garments [Chorus x4] |
